Blue Mountain poems
I am hoping to write a poem a day for the whole of Autumn and winter. I would like to explore the feeling of lovers – belonging to a land that gets icy, windy, misty and bleak. To find the beauty of fire and feathers. To explore the words written about lovers on the sheets – on the skin. To find a way with words through the cold months of winter. I will be publishing these poems on social media – trying to exist with a deep poetic in the sentiments of the poets of Instagram – let the journey of cold, wood-fire and smoke – bodies in beds, rain, wind and stone begin – welcome to the forest room, filled with absence, presence and mystic yellow clay paths!